Crystal of the Machine Guardian

A boy held the one crystal that could control every machine in existence. Cities floated on

magic and metal, until dark robots turned that same magic into weapons. Aren raised the

crystal. Ancient runes burned across the sky. Magic fused with AI,

birthing a guardian made of pure light. The robots dropped like puppets with cut strings.

The world didn't just survive. It evolved. And humanity realized they were no longer

the apex. They were the beginning.